In an instant, heaven and earth surged with changes.
The entire Tianyuan City, from the inside out, could hear the rumbling roar.
Four rays of light flew out from the four corners of Tianyuan City, heading towards the center.
Countless people looked up at the sky, all with astonished expressions. Some of them had never seen such a sight in their lives, while others had heard legends passed down from their ancestors.
Legends said that a long time ago, when Tianyuan City was facing a city-destroying crisis, four treasured swords flew out and converged into a great formation to protect Tianyuan City.
They never expected to see such a scene today, and many people rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
Within the royal city, there was even more commotion. Xiuqi sat in the courtyard, looking up at the sky. His face showed astonishment, and then, as if he had thought of something, his entire person instantly disappeared from the spot.
Sitting in the palace, Jiang Wenji opened her eyes, looking outside with a somewhat complicated expression. In the end, she only let out a soft sigh: "Am I still unable to keep you?"
The flying swords converged, transforming into four rays of light that merged. Then, they scattered in all directions, enveloping the entire Tianyuan City.
Myriad phenomena manifested in the sky, and four illusory figures loomed. They were the array spirits of the Four Symbols Sword Formation, also the sacred beasts guarding Tianyuan City.
The commotion was so great that the entire Imperial Guard of Tianyuan City was mobilized.
And the culprit was standing with Wuji, looking up at the sky amidst the ruins.
"Truly magnificent and awe-inspiring," Jiang Wen exclaimed.
"Why would the Four Symbols Sword Formation have such a commotion? Tianyuan City shouldn't be invaded!" Wuji was extremely puzzled, her expression solemn. She looked at Jiang Wen again, her eyes filled with exploration.
"Why are you looking at me?" Jiang Wen asked when he saw her staring at him.
"I've been here several times, and there has never been any commotion. As soon as you arrive, there's such a big disturbance, could it be…" Wuji guessed, and Jiang Wen felt somewhat uneasy. He didn't want to reveal his true identity and wanted to stay for a few more days.
"Could it be that you are a descendant of the Shennong clan?!"
"…I am not a descendant of the Shennong clan," Jiang Wen was stunned when he heard this, then couldn't help but laugh. "Shennong never married, did he?"
"That's true, but why is this happening?!" Wuji was puzzled.
"Perhaps it's just like that?" Jiang Wen smiled.
The commotion of the Four Symbols Array didn't last long before it dissipated, but this farce was still enough to keep the Imperial Guard busy for a few days.
Jiang Wen returned to his residence and saw Xiuqi in the backyard.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Wen asked.
"I just came to see you," Xiuqi looked at Jiang Wen with a complicated expression. "I didn't expect you to come back."
"You know everything?"
"Yes, seeing the Four Symbols Sword Formation today, this disciple understands everything," Xiuqi nodded.
"Since you understand, then you understand. Don't ask any more questions," Jiang Wen shook his head and said indifferently. "You have grown up and are no longer the child you once were. What path to take and how to walk it, you should choose for yourself. I have little influence on you."
"…This disciple understands," Xiuqi was silent for a long time, then respectfully bowed to Jiang Wen. "But this disciple still has one thing to ask you, I wonder if you can give me some guidance."
"Speak," Jiang Wen smiled.
"This disciple wants to know, did the Master of the past really die?" Xiuqi asked in a muffled voice.
"Him? He really died," Jiang Wen sighed. "Is it important now whether it's true or false?"
"This disciple just wants to understand."
"Then do you understand now?"
"This disciple understands."
The two were silent, standing in the courtyard for a long time. Xiuqi was silent for a while, then bowed to Jiang Wen again: "This disciple will never forget your kindness. I wonder if you have anything else to say to this disciple."
"Do not forget your original intention," Jiang Wen thought of the Boundless Pavilion of later generations, and earnestly warned Xiuqi.
"This disciple understands," Xiuqi nodded, then left.
Watching Xiuqi's disappearing figure, Jiang Wen stood in place for a long time. Then, he said helplessly: "You've come too?"
"I came to see you," the person said, her voice ethereal.
Jiang Wen turned around and saw Jiang Wenji standing under the tree, looking at him.
"You already know everything, why did you still come?" Jiang Wen asked.
"Yes, I understand," Jiang Wenji responded, then walked to Jiang Wen's front.
The two looked at each other, and Jiang Wen felt a hand stroking his face.
"Although you've changed your appearance, you're still so familiar."
"You should have known long ago, right?"
"Yes, I knew it the moment I saw you."
"So…"
"So I want to keep you," Jiang Wenji pursed her lips and looked up at Jiang Wen. "But, I can't keep you."
"I'm not of this world, how can I stay?" Jiang Wen shook his head. "Don't waste your effort."
"I just want you to stay, why can't you?" Jiang Wenji gritted her teeth and asked. "Is it just fate? What is fate?"
"You can't force it," Jiang Wen smiled bitterly. "Take good care of yourself."
"You…" Jiang Wenji wanted to say something, but those words were pale and powerless when they reached her lips. She looked at Jiang Wen deeply, then gently leaned in.
At that moment, fragrance wafted over, and heaven and earth returned to one. Jiang Wen felt the tenderness on his lips, and a drop of icy cold water.
His world changed, and everything was empty. A great repelling force pushed him into the boundless void, and countless stars flowed by.
"Don't forget me."
That last gentle voice came, constantly echoing in his ears.
When Jiang Wen regained consciousness, he was standing in a cave.
There were no tall houses around, no blue sky. Everything in Tianyuan City seemed like a dream.
"Am I…back?" Jiang Wen looked around, then subconsciously touched his lips. The warmth of Jiang Wenji's lips still lingered, and a tear hung on the tip of his nose.
That was Jiang Wenji's tear, and what he experienced was real.
Sticking out his finger to touch the tear, the tear turned into a crystal pearl in an instant. People of her realm are treasures from head to toe. This tear contains pure water essence and can be considered a treasure of heaven and earth.
Staring at the tear for a long time, Jiang Wen put it away.
He thought for a long time, and then sighed.
"Sinful."
…
Jiang Wen is back, he returned to the cave under Buzhou Mountain. That is the passage to the hiding place of the Yuyun clan, and also to the place where the Flesh Soil is located.
Walking along the cave, Jiang Wen quickly came to the Flesh Soil.
What he saw was the towering locust tree that connected to the sky and the earth. He didn't know how long it had been.
The flesh and blood on the Flesh Soil had already been devoured, and there was no shadow of a cultivator around. There was only a breach blowing in the cold wind, which was the opening that Jiang Wen and the demon had broken through when they fought.
Just as he was thinking about what to do, a happy voice came from his ear.
"Brother! You're finally back!"
A petite figure rushed into his arms, and Jiang Wen hugged her before he could see her clearly.
"Zile, why have you become like this."
Looking at Zile's current appearance, he was very surprised.
